Regarding the topic of Tang Qinghe's tea art, Zhang Fan clicked to the end and did not continue.

It's not a good thing to arrange people behind it, and although Tang Qinghe's tea is hard to drink, Zhang Fan won't say it to his face, it's too hurtful.

He will sincerely praise "the tea you make is so delicious" and give the other side courage - I hope she can understand her good intentions.

Look, Zhang Fan is such an empathetic man.

At this time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

The night in the coastal water towns always comes a little late, and the sun will completely set at about six o'clock, which means that Zhang Fan and they still have two hours to shoot.

Zhang Fan is going home with Qiuqiu tomorrow, so he has no time to shoot, and all the shooting tasks can only be completed today.

Zhang Fan came to the camera with Qiuqiu, and the little guy was restlessly moving left and right in Zhang Fan's arms, looking around.

This is her first time filming, and she subconsciously thinks it's still fun.

Zhang Dezhong walked in front of Qiuqiu and said to Qiuqiu seriously: "Little guy, you have to listen to me here, you must act seriously, understand?"

"I don't understand. Qiuqiu blinked, smiled mischievously at Zhang Dezhong, and said.

"This ......" Zhang Dezhong had a black line on his forehead, and in desperation, he could only look at Zhang Fan as if asking for help.

It's not that his previous crew hasn't brought children, but those children are all second-generation stars, who have been influenced by entertainment art since childhood and have good acting skills. It was the first time for him to bring a child from an ordinary family like Qiuqiu.

"I'll do it. Zhang Fan smiled and said to Zhang Dezhong.

Zhang Dezhong can loudly reprimand some artists, but he can't speak to such a cute child. In other words, the entire filming process has to be completely coaxed by Zhang Fan.

"Qiuqiu, be good, listen to the director's uncle for a while. Zhang Fan said to Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu glanced up at Zhang Dezhong, and responded sweetly: "Okay." ”

At this time, Tang Qinghe came over, and the little guy immediately stretched out his little hand to Tang Qinghe.

"Sister, hug!"

Tang Qinghe was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Qiuqiu to take the initiative to let her hug.

So he immediately squatted down and picked up the ball.

Qiuqiu also immediately wrapped around Tang Qinghe's neck and leaned on Tang Qinghe's body.

What made Qiuqiu so excited was only Tang Qinghe's lady's clothes.

Although Qiuqiu didn't like the previous little checkered clothes, and it was inconvenient to walk to wear a high checkered hat, it didn't prevent her from liking Tang Qinghe's lady's clothes.

Tang Qinghe hugged the little guy and changed into a small lady's dress for her, and the moment she changed into a small lady's dress, Qiuqiu handed over her gothic dress to Zhang Fan for safekeeping, and then ran to the mirror alone to gestle.

Others sighed for a while, in the entire crew, the only one who could ask the big star Tang Qinghe to help change clothes was Qiuqiu.

"Baba, I'm all right. After a gesture left and right, Qiuqiu felt very satisfied, so he ran to Zhang Fan's side excitedly, waiting for the next instructions.

Zhang Fan glanced at Zhang Dezhong and said, "Director, you can start." ”

"Good. Zhang De replied again, then came to Qiuqiu, squatted down and said, "Little guy, listen to my instructions for a while, don't run around." ”

"Uh-huh!" Qiuqiu replied heavily, and then sat obediently on a chair next to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Dezhong was very satisfied that the ball was not running around, and then gave the gaffer and photographer a look: "Let's start." ”

The music sounded, and all the scenery gathered on Qiuqiu's body, and everyone's eyes fell on Qiuqiu's body.

Qiuqiu's expression was a little nervous, and his little face was tense and unnatural. Because she didn't expect to be watched by so many people.

For a while, the little guy stood there stupidly, a little unsure of what to do, so he could only turn his head to look at Zhang Fan.

"Click!"

Zhang Dezhong shouted to stop, then sighed deeply, walked over and said to Zhang Fan: "Mr. Zhang, this can't be done, your daughter doesn't know what she wants to do at all." ”

"She's still young and it will take time to get used to it. Zhang Fan also said slightly apologetically.

Seeing Zhang Fan speaking for Qiuqiu, Zhang Dezhong also sighed depressedly.

If other actors had acted like this, he would have kicked it a long time ago.

But the object is Zhang Fan's daughter, who is more expensive than Zhang Fan, and she can't beat or scold, if the little guy pats his ass and doesn't do it if he is wronged, the whole MV will be yellow.

So, he could only coax as much as possible like an uncle.

"Qiuqiu, we have very limited time, so we need to speed up the efficiency - first of all, you have to form a picture in your mind, you and Dad haven't seen each other for a long time, you should be very happy when you meet, it's better to have a hug and reflect the elements of family affection, understand?"

"Then, you have to know where to stand and don't block the camera so that the photographer can't get a picture of your face. Finally, you have to be steady, don't be influenced by the people around you, you only have your character in your eyes, as for the others, all treat them as air, you know?"

Zhang Dezhong patiently explained to Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu blinked a few times with his big eyes, and asked strangely, "Uncle, what are you talking about?"

Puff –

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Dezhong sat down on the ground.

Getting up, he gritted his teeth and looked at Qiuqiu with a depressed face, daring to say it to himself for a long time, but this little guy didn't listen to a word.

"It's over, Mr. Zhang, your daughter has no talent for acting at all - what can I do, time is limited, and there is no substitute actor for the child star, what should I do?" Zhang Dezhong sat on the chair and complained depressedly.

He has never been in the same situation in the experience of being at the helm of so many works.

Qiuqiu also noticed Zhang Dezhong's expression, although he didn't know what was going on, but it seemed that he had become like this because of himself.

So, the little guy pouted, came to Zhang Dezhong, and said timidly: "Uncle, I'm sorry, Qiuqiu didn't mean it." ”

"It's okay, it's okay - it's not your fault, it's me, it's me who didn't think about it. Looking at Qiuqiu's sensible apology, the smile on Zhang Dezhong's face became more and more ugly, everyone apologized, and he was not easy to attack.

Tang Qinghe walked over, picked up the ball, and said, "Don't be discouraged, no one is born to know anything, there will always be a way." ”

Qiuqiu was held in Tang Qinghe's arms, and he didn't know if it was because of grievances, the little guy wrapped his arms around Tang Qinghe's neck and buried his face in Tang Qinghe's chest.

Seeing this, Tang Qinghe hurriedly patted Qiuqiu's back lightly and comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, Qiuqiu is not sad, it's not Qiuqiu's fault." ”

At this time, Zhang Fan, who had been silent, spoke, he raised his head, glanced at Qiuqiu lying in Tang Qinghe's arms, then looked at Zhang Dezhong, and said, "Wrong, we are all wrong." ”

"What's wrong?" everyone shouted, looking at Zhang Fan strangely.

"In the past, the filming was all according to the script, but this time there is my daughter's play, Qiuqiu can't understand the script, in this case, why can't you get out of the script and let her play freely?" Zhang Fan said seriously.

"Off the script?

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was taken aback and looked at Zhang Fan incredulously.

As we all know, the foundation and foundation of a drama lies in the script, and if you want to break away from the script, you will undoubtedly break the foundation. Zhang Fan said that he wanted to get out of the script, which was too whimsical.

"No, that's nonsense. Zhang Dezhong was the first to stand up against it, waving his hand and saying.

"Yes, the scripts are all finalized in advance, how can they be discarded?" Zhang Yuanyuan also shook his head and said.

Just like the teachers who teach and educate people in schools, traditional teachers teach knowledge according to the content of the textbook, and if they are separated from the textbook and played at will, they will be regarded as crooked and unacceptable.

Only Tang Qinghe sat alone in the corner and looked down to think, for a long time, she raised her eyes and said, "No, I think Zhang Fan's suggestion can be tried, or let the ball perform in its true colors?"

"Qinghe, Mr. Zhang is not an insider, I don't know if there are extenuating circumstances, why are you messing around?" Zhang Dezhong said reproachfully.

"The subject is a five-year-old child, what can he understand?" Tang Qinghe asked rhetorically: "If you have other ways to make Qiuqiu comprehend, then listen to you." ”

"This ......"

Hearing this, Zhang Dezhong immediately suffocated, his face full of embarrassment.

Because, he didn't find any good way to make Qiuqiu understand the meaning of the words.

"Instead of this, why don't you try it, maybe it will work?" Tang Qinghe said seriously.

"Okay......"

Seeing Tang Qinghe so insisting, Zhang Dezhong could only compromise.

He called Zhang Fan and Qiuqiu together again, sighed, and said, "You guys continue to act, you can act as you want, just perform in your true colors." ”

Zhang Fan picked up Qiuqiu and showed a faint smile on his face: "Director Zhang, don't worry, Qiuqiu is usually very sticky to me, and it will definitely reflect the feeling you want." ”

"Hopefully. ”

Zhang Dezhong sighed and was about to shout "action", but was stopped by Zhang Fan: "Wait a little longer!"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Dezhong looked at Zhang Fan in surprise.

Zhang Fan smiled embarrassedly and said, "My daughter is more afraid that the camera will blatantly face her, can you hide in the distance and secretly photograph us?"

“……”

Zhang De rolled his eyes again, then waved his hand to the photographer in the distance, and the photographer stood a little farther away.

Sure enough, as soon as the camera was far away, the little guy's tense body gradually relaxed, and he ran to Zhang Fan's side very actively.

Zhang Fan picked up the little guy with one hand, but the other hand reached behind his back and secretly gestured to the photographer.

The photographer understood, pulled out the focal length in the distance, and took pictures.

In the camera, Zhang Fan slowly left the crew holding Qiuqiu, but walked towards the beach.

"Where is he going?" Zhang Dezhong looked strange.

"Shhhhh Tang Qinghe raised his fingers, made a silent motion, and then motioned for the photographer to follow.

As the sun sets, the remnants of the sun shine on the sea, turning the entire sea in a blood-red color.

A few seagulls flapping their wings over the surface of the sea, adding to the quiet atmosphere of the sunset.

"Look, big white bird!" Seeing the snow-white seagull, Qiuqiu immediately moved in Zhang Fan's arms, and stretched out his hands, wanting to touch the seagull.

"That's a seagull. ”

Zhang Fan said with a smile, then stretched out his hands, dragged Qiuqiu's arms, and held her high in the air.

"Ah, Baba, I'm flying. ”

The little one laughed happily, and the seagulls circled around the ball as if they were infected, and the ball giggled and stretched out his hand to touch the seagull, and the seagull did not shy away from touching the ball with its beak.

Accompanied by soft ancient music, a very harmonious scene is formed.

"Whose child is this, it's so beautiful. ”

"I really envy their father and daughter. ”

"yes, if only my daughter were as beautiful as her......"

“……”

The strange situation here also attracted the attention of many people, and when they saw Zhang Fan holding the ball with both hands, passers-by let out exclamations.

Hearing the admiration of passers-by, Zhang Fan was so proud that he couldn't help but say loudly: "This is my daughter!"

Behind him, a group of people from the crew watched dumbfounded.

After a while, Zhang Dezhong hurriedly came to the photographer and asked, "Did you take a picture of the scene just now?"

"I filmed it. ”

"Show me. Zhang Dezhong replayed it, nodded frequently after watching it, clapped his palms and said, "It's done, call it a day!"